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There was a cabin up behind Phil’s place. It would do perfectly. He and Robin could get to know each other again.
If she was willing. In his fantasies over the last week, Robin had been very, very willing.
Nick wanted that woman, bad.
Wanting her now was giving him more gray hair. And sleepless nights.
And she was aware of him, too.
Now he had to figure out what it was he was going to do about her.
There was quite a bit he wanted to do to her, after all.
He was contemplating that list while he listened to her moving around in the reception area when someone walked through the front door, the first Friday morning Robin had worked for them.
Nick coughed, both to clear his throat and to clear his head from lustful thoughts about his secretary, and stood.
If it was a potential client, it was him they’d want to see.
Chandler had left for the afternoon on other business. If Nick got rid of whoever was out there, he’d be able to steal a few minutes with Robin before she darted away for the weekend.
Maybe, if he was lucky, he could get her to smile at him one more time. He’d always loved it when that woman smiled.
And this time, Nick was going to chase her. Like he wished he could have before. He wasn’t much of a planner—but a woman like Robin demanded a man be a master strategist to make what he wanted happen.
He was going to catch that woman. As fast as he possibly could.
